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50 until the Lord from heaven
    looks down and sees.
51 My eyes are swollen with grief
    at the fate of all the daughters of my city.
52 Those who were my enemies without justification
    have hunted me down like a bird.

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50 until the Lord looks down
    from heaven and sees.(A)
51 What I see brings grief to my soul
    because of all the women of my city.

52 Those who were my enemies without cause
    hunted me like a bird.(B)

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